You and Adam were dating. That was no surprise. Everyone knew the first day, he always bragged about you to every angel. Trying to make others jealous of how awesome you were, and how you were with him.

Turns out on this certain day, he was jealous. It wasn’t a secret to why he was so possessive and easily jealous. He was always scared of someone taking you away from him, just like Lucifer did with Lilith and Eve. It was heartbreaking, it hurt so much for him. So when he saw some other angel talking to you and getting slightly touchy, he was pissed. He wanted that angel dead, gone, never to be seen again.

He sat on the couch, pouting and crossing his arms. You came into the room to see that image. He was honestly adorable. Even if he was upset, he was cute while doing it. You sat down on the couch next to him, and he turned his head away, huffing. You smiled and chuckled. “Adam, honey, what’s wrong?” You ask, but he stayed silent. Keeping that childish pout.

He was giving you the silent treatment. You smiled so brightly at that. He was always so clingy and you wondered how long he could keep this up. So, you rubbed his back gently. He immediately caved in and sighed. He leaned back into your touch. “I saw you talking to that guy. I don’t like that little prick.” You raised an eyebrow. Was he talking about- that makes so much more sense. You smiled softly at that. Again, it was so cute.

“Awwh, you jealous?” You teased, before a scowl appeared on his lips. “Fuck you, asshole.” He hissed, before you wrap your arms around his waist, hugging him close and tight. Which immediately made him soften up. “I don’t like it when people like that are so touchy. Like, fuck off hoe.” He mumbled as he leaned his head on your shoulder.

He wrapped his arms around you eventually, hugging you even tighter against him. “You’re mine, not that little fuckers partner.” He murmured into you shoulder. “I’ll kill the bitch if I have to. Just so you know.”